The perfect apartment…or is it? Detective Becky Bonnie just wants a home in a safe area for her and her family. It’s cozy, beautiful, and reasonably priced. She can’t believe they got the beautiful place…but there is a catch as mysterious things begin to happen. What if you aren’t quite alone in your apartment…ever?
Genre: FICTION / Mystery & Detective / GeneralNice little short-story
“Jeez, I can’t believe we found this, much less qualified for the loan!” Becky said admiringly as they viewed the apartment one more time before escrow closed.
“I don’t understand why the last buyers vacated it. It’s such a great location, and the size is incredible!” Ari responded, looking around the rooms which were painted white, a stark contrast against the rich, highly polished woods that abounded. The floors were wood wall to wall with matching molding along the floor. The nice touch of the crown molding near the ceiling that also matched made this gem so warm and cozy. Large windows brought in the New York sunshine that wasn’t blocked or hindered by other buildings. They had a clear view out over the city from their tenth-floor apartment and could even see the river.
“Why do you think it’s priced so reasonably?” Becky asked suspiciously, lowering her voice so that the realtor wouldn’t overhear.
“I don’t know.” They’d had this conversation a few times as they had been shown the apartment well over a month ago. They’d put in an offer immediately and were surprised that it was accepted just as quickly.
“See these built in book shelves and matching knick-knack cabinets—they really show you how old this building is. They don’t build them like this anymore,” the realtor, Eleanor James, enthused. “You aren’t going to rip them out, are you?” she asked, almost alarmed at the thought.
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Spanish
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Already translated.
Translated by Alejandro Wilde
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